Yoongi was coming home from a stressful day of being a genius. He wanted to go home and unwind, he wanted to see his bbygorl, the love of his life, [y/n].
He loved her so much. Not only did he give her so much attention, which was nice, but he also couldn't keep his hands off her for more then an hour. The sounds you'd make is music to his ears, and sent shivers down his spine. Every time.
As yoongi unlocked his apartment door, and walked in, he saw his prized Jewel. There you were. Placed in the living room, a beautiful polished white color, for eveyone to see, but being that beautiful, and intriguing, people would want to touch you and yoongi hated when guests would touch you, but how were they suppose to know?.
"Ah baby I'm home" Yoongi said and walked over to the polished white piano. No reply. "I know you missed me" yoongi whispered stroking the top of piano.
Yoongi sat down on the little stool infront of you, and opened your keyboard cover.
"Ready bby?"
